“If You Don’t Know Me by Now” by Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes is so bone-rattingly sad it shifts reality like a warp pipe in Super Mario. Couple it with “Guilty” by Randy Newman and the one-two Revolver punch of “This Bird Has Flown” and “For No One” and I ain’t getting out of bed all week.
Background: I helped clean out my dad’s basement this week and emptied a few closets and just recycled ten years’ worth of bad poetry. I used four lines from one 2000-era song and some images from a 1999 story and one anecdote scribbled on a receipt. Ten years of garbage for half a page. It’s not even that good of a half a page. Not even Don’t Tell A Soul good (although you know that’s my secret favorite).
Got some new flashbulbs for the Big Shot and plan to start a portrait series of Jackson artists and musicians this week. Can’t hardly wait. But need happier music.
Um weird. I have been singing this song all day. Freaky.